renewal (rough draft)

in space, the atoms found their mark

somewhere far from everybody's heart

from then on, on a purge to the deep end

you persist, someone told you the answer

lies under 6 feet of sea sand.

I asked you if you found it

in the breath or in the sky. Find,

the rise and fall of love and loss,

till what really is there to gain?

is this all you are?

a peasant to your habits,

succumbing to your ignorance

is this all i am? a fragment of nature,

a fossil of youth and its curiosity

they told you we're too young to be relics,

and you asked when the time will be too late.

they couldn't answer

i couldn't answer, so you'll only wait, anticipate

the taste of joy's renewal. life's resurfacing.

i wish i could tell you to stop waiting.

soon, it will dance on your tongue

if you let it.